I don't like to sit on the main seat and look around at the disciples around me.

A group of young disciples stood in high spirits at the secret realm, waiting for the head to announce the secret realm where each group was located.

Wu Suyou stood in the third group, watching the other team members.

Except for himself, Yi Zhanchen and Wei Hong, the other seven people don't know each other.

Among these seven are three female nuns and five are male nuns.

Among the three female cultivators, the one that impressed him the most was a female cultivator who was dressed in black and practiced qi at the ninth level.

She was taciturn and cold-looking, and she never had any unnecessary communication with the other nine people.

He kept wiping a weapon that looked like an iron claw in his hand, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle.

A male cultivator with a thief's eyebrows couldn't help but glance at her curiously, only to be frightened by the way she looked back.

"Sure enough, what the master said is right, female cultivators are all calamities, and that's true."

The person who said this was a male cultivator in a navy blue robe who was a little submissive, and Wu Suyou knew him as a person.

I heard that Gong Changdao, a disciple of Xiao Shu, one of the twelve main peaks, has always been extremely favored and does not care about the world, and today it seems that this is indeed the case.

Wu Suyou had been staring at the palace chief with his spare eyes, and after seeing that after he said this, he was glared at by the black-clothed female cultivator, and then he moved his steps in the position of the male cultivator next to him with a somewhat unnatural figure.

I saw that he just wanted to pull the sleeve of the male cultivator next to him, but he didn't expect the monk standing next to Gong Changdao to take a step back and avoid Gong Changdao's uneasy hands.

"Senior Brother Gong, please pay attention to proportion!"

He is upright, and at first glance he is an extremely decent monk, and even his appearance is extremely thoughtful.

However, this appearance is either fake or old-fashioned in Wu Suyou's eyes, anyway, he just doesn't like this kind of pretense.

Wu Suyou's gaze avoided him and looked at a female cultivator beside Yi Ranchen, then the black-clothed female cultivator before you was different.

She looks delicate and beautiful, there will be two dimples on her face when she smiles, she is wearing a goose yellow long skirt, her head is tied in a double bun, she is stepping on a pair of tender yellow embroidered shoes, and the skirt is embroidered with several yellow warbler patterns.

Her voice was as crisp and pleasant as a yellow warbler, and she had never stopped talking since she stood beside them, chirping like a little bird that didn't know how to stop singing.

I heard that her name is Huang Ying, but it fits her character, and she looks like a yellow warbler.

Huang Ying was talking to her all the time was a female cultivator named Li Yue'e, and she didn't have any special highlights.

It's far less memorable than those two, but the clothes on them are quite special.

It was a wide-sleeved flowing fairy skirt, with a picture scroll composed of flowing clouds and laurels from the Moon Palace, and it was a silver celestial silk woven with cloud silk on the dress.

The delicate embroidery, Li Yue'e does not show half of her style when she stands, whenever she walks or the breeze caresses the skirt.

The Moon Palace on the skirt was like a living thing, and the rabbit on it was lifelike, as if it was like a living creature against the background of silver filaments.

It was as if the abode of the immortals on the moon was presented in front of him, and even the people wearing them seemed to come alive.

Li Yue'e, against the backdrop of this dress, has increased from the original seven-point appearance to ten points.

There was only one monk left, and Wu Suyou was the last one who noticed him.

This male cultivator wore a sleeveless gown, which hung loosely on his body, and the whole person was dissolved.

From a distance, he looked like a burning stick with a large head and a thin body, as if a gust of wind could blow him to the ground.

Wei Hong had emphasized this person to him before, he was Guan Wu, and he was the highest cultivator in their group of monks, and he was in the Great Perfection Realm of Qi Cultivation.

I heard that he has a very strange technique, so this peculiar appearance is influenced by his attack method to become like this.

Guan Wu is good at close combat, his magic weapon is a pair of mandarin duck knives, and his whole body is soft and boneless, and he can dodge enemy attacks from various tricky angles.

It was because of these that he was able to stand out from the competition.

Wu Suyou remembered the names of these people about the same, and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

There was a box in front of Wang Zhengdao, and he reached into it and pulled out a note.

"Secret Realm No. 1, Group 3."

Wang Zhengdao's voice spread to every corner, and when the voice fell, he pulled out the next group.

"Secret Realm No. 2, Group Five."

"Secret Realm No. 3, Group 1."

"Secret Realm No. 4, Group 2."

"Secret Realm Five, Group 4."

After the teams corresponding to the four secret realms were distributed, Wang Zhengdao began to explain the rules of the game.

"Next, I will explain the rules of the competition to you, and I hope the following fifty disciples will listen carefully."

Wang Zhengdao took the scroll handed over by the disciple beside him, his eyes drooped slightly, and he read it word by word in a clear voice.

"In this competition, the fifty disciples will be divided into five groups and enter the five secret realms, and you will spend ten days in the secret realms."

"During these ten days, you are to take a sufficient amount of elixir to the best of your ability."

"In these ten days, each of you can stay in the five secret realms for only three days, and the remaining seven days and the five secret realms will become a big secret realm, and you must protect the elixir in your hands under the attack of other squads, and obtain the elixir you lack."

After Wang Zhengdao roughly explained the rules of the competition, he handed the scroll in his hand to the disciple beside him.

He cleared his throat: "Then I'll explain to you what kind of medicine you need to take." ”

"There are a total of five kinds of medicines you have picked, Tian Jute, Xuanqing Grass, Rongsheng Vine, Nine Turning Immortals, and Seven Starlight."

Wang Zhengdao's voice was sonorous and powerful, leaving in the hearts of the fifty people in the audience, and everyone dared not listen to one.

"Among them, Tian Jute is distributed in the No. 1 Secret Realm, Xuanqing Grass is distributed in the No. 2 Secret Realm, Rongsheng Teng is distributed in the No. 3 Secret Realm, Nine Turns Immortal is in the No. 4 Secret Realm, and Seven Starlight is in the No. 5 Secret Realm."

When Wang Zhengdao said this, the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up a subtle arc, and it looked like he was doing something bad.

"Then my advice for you in the past three days is to collect as much elixir as possible from the secret realm where you are located, of course, my advice for the quantity is as much as possible."

"After three days, the five secret realms will be combined into one, and the remaining seven days will be spent trying to obtain the elixir they lack from others."

"The most important thing is that each of these five elixirs has more than twenty plants in each person's hands before they can enter the next round of competition."

Wang Zhengdao looked around with a pair of eyes, and the fifty faces in the audience had different expressions.

After admiring the various expressions on these fifty faces, he spoke again: "By the way, the sect does not prohibit everyone from competing among your own squads. ”

After he said this, the whole venue was like water into an oil pot, and the audience was boiling.